(w Frankie Ramos.) - Blog Posts

closed stater for: @wickcdmind

location: memorial gala // the suites

The man was plastered beyond compare. He wasn't a Detective anymore, there were was no God damn need to worry about getting caught on the job. He was at a party and Cooper was there to party. Usually a loaner, being apart of the Jade Menaces helped him in the aspect of coming out of his fucked up shell that childhood traumas had created for him. He had somehow met Frankie. Wasn't sure if it was a good thing. She was a Syndicate and he was a Jade Menaces. It was messy, they were messy, he was messy. Cooper took a deep breath and downed the rest of his alcohol and knocked on her door "Frank. Frankie open up. It's me." He said for a moment and then continued with "Hope youre in somethin decent... or not."